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    After sending Ji Kexin away, Mo Xiaoyu was unwilling to go back to school. Firstly, the task Lang Jianbai entrusted to him had not yet been completed, and secondly, he was also thinking about when the secret of the Gluttonous Universe Pot would be solved, so as long as he had time, he would go back to school.  I want to soak in the basement of the museum to study.

    Unexpectedly, Lang Jianbai hadn't left yet, and it happened that Ji Kexin entrusted him to tell Lang Jianbai something, so he ordered a few words with Lang Jianbai, and Lang Jianbai went to the basement with him to talk.

    "Gone? Won't you come back?" After listening to Mo Xiaoyu's message, Lang Jian asked with a frown.

    "I don't know, it may be difficult to come back, and I saw that I took a lot of clothes when I left, but I didn't see the things you mentioned, maybe those things are no longer in Tangzhou."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    Hearing what Mo Xiaoyu said, Lang Jianbai slammed his fist on the painting table, obviously out of breath, such an old fox was still deceived, Mo Xiaoyu thought, no matter how cunning you are, you are still a fox at best, but Ji Kexin  It's obviously a vixen, it's become a spirit, can you fight it?

    "This matter is not over, but there is no rush. I have almost completed the copywriting on the museum's expansion and expansion. How is your progress?" Lang Jianbai listened to Mo Xiaoyu's words, and put his energy on  It fell on Du Manxue.

    "It's not optimistic. Du Manxue's husband has passed away. She is not in a good mood recently. She may go out for a trip to relax, but I don't know when she will be back."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "No, I can't wait any longer. If I wait for her to come back from a trip, I don't know the year of the monkey. I heard that the budget for next year has already started. If you don't hurry up and send this plan, it will be too late. You have to be in Du  Manxue will add more fire here, if not, you can go on a trip with her, and I will pay for it."  Lang Jianbai said.

    "I'm going to play with her? I'm a man, and she just passed away her husband, so I'll be with her It's not good to spread the word like this."  Mo Xiaoyu admires Lang Jianbai's imagination very much. Is this trying to play a trick on himself?

    "Where are you going, she is my registered disciple, you are my closed disciple, that is your senior sister, she is in a bad mood now, what's wrong with you, no one will say anything, besides, who will know  What about it?" Lang Jianbai smiled ambiguously.

    Damn, this old man is too much, isn't this taking advantage of others?  But thinking of Du Manxue's frowns and smiles, Mo Xiaoyu was really moved. For some reason, he seemed to be more and more eager for the relationship between men and women during this time.  Ji Kexin had an affair, and Mo Xiaoyu had never dated any other woman, and had always switched hands with his left and right hands, but now he seemed less and less satisfied with the monotony of the mechanical hand.

    "What should I say? I said the world is so big, I'll go and see it with you?" Mo Xiaoyu asked Lang Jianbai.

    "That's your business. I'll transfer 100,000 yuan to your card tomorrow. It's enough for you to squander. Remember, you must be fast. It's best to meet the old lady when you come back."  Lang Jianbai said.

    "I'm already making preparations. The old lady often goes to the Reclining Buddha Temple to worship the Buddha. A few days ago, I donated 100,000 yuan for incense to the Reclining Buddha Temple. I believe the abbot must remember me, and he may be able to help at that time."  Mo Xiaoyu said.

    "Oh? You are willing to spend money, but if it can be done, the money will be worth it. Don't worry, I will reimburse you for the money you spent. By the way, since you are here, write another  It¡¯s written by Master Qigong, we don¡¯t have the original work here, you can check it online, and the elders in the mountains and forests will be able to play tens of thousands of people a day; when you come back, it will probably be sold.¡±  Lang Jianbai said.

    It is estimated that it has set up a good game again, this time I don't know who will get in.

    Lang Jianbai left after finishing speaking, leaving Mo Xiaoyu alone in the basement, guarding a picture table, turned on the computer and found the picture, and polished it for a long time, but he found that he didn't see the real work?  It is difficult to get its verve by viewing it on a computer, but having said that, how could a forger be able to forgery an authentic work, except that Lang Jianbai works in such a unique environment in a museum.

    After looking at it for a long time, and after writing a few pictures, I found that it was completely out of order, which made Mo Xiaoyu doubt her own ability, and couldn't help turning her eyes to the set of wine vessels again.

    He is now like a drug addict, and his dependence on this set of wine vessels is getting deeper and deeper, but he cannot extricate himself. Although his ability has not declined, it is the first time Mo Xiaoyu has encountered a situation like today.

    So Mo Xiaoyu decided not to write for now, took down the jug and wine glass, poured the best Maotai, sat on the Taishi chair, and poured himself a drink.  Let his ability go further.

    Sometimes, Mo Xiaoyu also thinks, Mr. Wen Yushan's name for this flagon is really good, gluttonous Qiankun pot, isn't he just like a dissatisfied desire now??? Gluttonous beast?

    The money in my hand is something I didn't dare to think about before, but I'm not satisfied now, and I still want to continue to fake according to Lang Jianbai's request, isn't it just to get more money?

    But isn't it a pity not to use this ability?  Therefore, even Mo Xiaoyu himself is trying to convince himself that although he has never thought about when he will be a leader, the repeated demonstration of his ability and everything he has now make it difficult for him to stop, even if he dies tomorrow  , I have to continue to take a step forward.

    When Mo Xiaoyu woke up again, there were already several wine bottles on the table. Mo Xiaoyu rubbed his head. Fortunately, it didn't hurt or itch. He got up and went to the toilet to pee, and then came back to look at the computer.  calligraphy and painting.

    Closing his eyes, Mo Xiaoyu was pleasantly surprised to find that it was really useful and did not disappoint himself. Although he closed his eyes, what he saw was no longer a single silent font, but the spiritual changes of the calligrapher.  As if the other party is writing in front of you stroke by stroke, the charm of calligraphy gushes out from this.

    If it is said that Mo Xiaoyu's copying before was just a simple imitation, then from this handwriting, the font began to have the momentum and charm of a calligrapher. This is the unique creative gene of each calligrapher, which is unique. Any  It is impossible for people to taste this unique thing again later, but Mo Xiaoyu discovered this secret.

    If a craftsman wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools. After a night of intoxication, Mo Xiaoyu finally handed over this work, and left the museum early in the morning. Lang Jianbai hadn't come yet.  His instructions are to go to Du Manxue. To be honest, Mo Xiaoyu is really looking forward to it, not for anything else, because that old thing Zhao Zian almost ruined his future, Du Manxue said it was him  wife.

    Of course, this kind of thing can only go with the flow, it is so obvious that it is easy for Du Manxue to realize that this is a trap.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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